A/N: I FINALLY GOT AN IDEA. Albeit an average idea, but an idea nonetheless. Again, these chapters may be short, but I only write them when I have ideas, and when they stop flowing, I stop writing... ^^''' So don't worry about a whole "I'm not updating until I get (insert number here) reviews, meh!" 'cause I honestly can't do that to you nice people who have bothered to review. Enjoy!

Then, he finally turned towards her...

Oh dear, she was panicking again.

Although she had changed a lot, she felt herself regressing into the shy, subtle little girl she was before.

No, she couldn't. She wouldn't. After all, she made these changes for him. This is what you do when you're in love, right?

Then, why does it feel so wrong?

"Hey, erm, Rin..." Len greeted, although he seemed rather timid.

He talked to her. He actually talked to her. She hasn't talked to him in the last two years ever since that mean old bridge troll Luka came in.

At first, Rin was taken aback by his response, but regained her confidence in a matter of minutes.

"Oh, yeah. I'm all good, man."

Man? She mentally slapped herself. They were casual friends, yes, but this was purely out of character for her. Apparently, she was the only one that noticed...

"You look... different, kinda..." His curiosity showing.

Rin was growing more and more nervous as questions flooded her head on what he meant by different, until she eventually decided to answer his question before she had a complete mental breakdown.

"Oh, er, yeah! I-I'm trying a new style! Yeah, do you like?" Rin asked, while blushing furiously at how awkward she was.

"O-Oh, yeah, sure. It's nice! Just... nice."

Nice.

NICE.

That was all he thought about it, before mumbling something indistinct that Rin couldn't even make out.

Could it be...?

He liked the old her better?

No, of course not. He probably caught on to her scheme, and then decided to let her down easy with the guise of a simple conversation.

Just then, the bell rang and as soon as they went out into the halls, Luka came.

Well, she would've, except she didn't.

As relieved as Rin was that Luka wasn't there, she had to wonder why the pinkette wasn't there.

"Hey, Len! Where's your clingy lady friend?"

"Oh, erm, she called to tell me she was sick..." He replied, with a hint of relief.

Now why was he so relieved?

"Oh..."

"What's wrong?" He was concerned now.

"It's just that, well, we don't get to talk that much, you know? Usually, Luka swoops in and takes ya before I have time to react..."

"Would you prefer if I went away?"

"O-Oh, no! I'm actually glad that I get to talk to you for the first time in two years. I was starting to think that you were ignoring me!" She was blushing really hard now.

"Heheh, well, we can talk now! Now what do you say to having lunch with me again?" Len responded with a chuckle.

"Yeah, sure!"


Meanwhile, a certain trio made up of Miku, Neru and Teto were busy updating Luka on the 'date' that was taking place.

"Oh my gosh, Luka's not gonna believe what we'v- TETO, STOP MUNCHING ON THAT BREAD!" the (oddly) teal haired girl barked.

"But it's lunchtime, Miss Miku! And no one's complaining about you slurping up your leak soup like an obnoxious cow!"

"WHA?! Why, I'll have you know it's an Asian tradition! Stuffing that whole baguette in your face isn't a tradition, is it?"

Poor Neru sighed as another fight of theirs took place. She figured she'd inform Luka herself about the date, along with her colleague's idiotic fights about how they ought to eat things.

Please. Just get a PB&J and drown yourself in milk. It worked for her.